The princess pushes her close to a woman

Inside Jinghua Palace, Shen Qingluo walked out with a lantern, startled the eunuch who was watching the night, and said with a flattering smile: "It's late at night, why doesn't the eldest princess rest? Just tell the servant if you have anything to do. "

"I can't sleep, so I can walk around at will." Shen Qingluo said lightly, and walked out slowly.

The two eunuchs looked at me and I looked at you, quickly got up from the ground and followed.

Saying that he was walking around casually, Shen Qingluo didn't avoid them, and went straight to Shen Baizhi's residence.

After waiting for a while, Shen Baizhi came back, her expression was really not good, her whole body was exuding coldness, she relaxed a little when she saw her, and said in a gentle voice: "Qing Luo is still not resting so late, but do you have something to do with Aunt Huang?"

Shen Qingluo pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed, the imperial aunt is so tired, would it be inappropriate for her to invite the imperial aunt to her place?

Forget it, let Song Ci come over.

Having made up her mind, she supported Shen Baizhi to sit down, and said with concern: "Aunt Huang, you should also pay attention to resting your body earlier, don't be exhausted."

Shen Baizhi held her hand and didn't let go. Under her suspicious gaze, she took a while to say: "Qing Luo, Chen Ge handed over the memorial today, and accepted the marriage offer."

After many days, when it was mentioned again, Shen Qingluo still couldn't help turning pale. Song Ci said that she would not let her marry someone else, why would she still be like this?

A chill rose from the soles of her feet, she couldn't help shivering, she gritted her teeth and didn't ask Shen Baizhi why she wanted to marry...

He only acquiesced that Song Ci and Shen Baizhi's plan had failed, bowed his head in silence for a long time, and then said with difficulty: "I see, when will we get married?"

"It's impossible to get married anytime soon," Shen Baizhi's tone was filled with anger, "He dared not go back to the capital, and wanted to get married at the border, but Bengong directly refused."

Then Shen Qingluo's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief, "Aunt Huang, why don't you wait for Brother Huang to wake up for such a big event?"

Shen Baizhi shook her head, lowered her voice, and said with a smile: "I didn't even notify the ministers, and your sister-in-law didn't even know about it. You should keep it a secret."

For a moment, Shen Qingluo didn't know what to say. Although she was grateful for the kindness of the emperor's aunt, this matter was really serious...

"Did it scare you?"

Shen Baizhi got up, poured a cup of tea herself, and handed it to Shen Qingluo, she hummed in panic, she was very obedient.

"It's fine if I scare you." Shen Baizhi also poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and a trace of comfort floated between his brows, "When I think of Bengong's hard work for you, I might be blamed by you in the future. And be outraged."

"Aunt Huang?" Shen Qingluo couldn't help being surprised, and there was a hint of joy in his tone, "Aunt Huang, are you lying to me?"

"No, but, even though I said so, it's actually nothing. It's not as serious as you imagined." Shen Baizhi said.

It has to be said that Ming Ze's injury came at a very timely time, and what was quite a troublesome matter has already been resolved at this moment.

Hearing this, Shen Qingluo's expression suddenly collapsed again, causing Shen Baizhi to sigh, she said it's okay, it's okay, why is this girl so disobedient?

"Auntie, are you sleepy?"

Seeing Shen Baizhi rubbing the center of her eyebrows non-stop, Shen Qingluo endured the discomfort in her heart and said with concern.

Look at her like this, no matter how sleepy she is, she can't go to sleep, Shen Baizhi regrets telling her about it.

She thought about it for a while, and felt that Song Ci's words should be more effective than her own, so she said, "Qing Luo, should I have someone bring Song Ci here? If you can't listen to me, you should listen to him, right?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingluo's expression was tangled, and it took him a while to say: "Aunt Huang, Song Ci is in my palace..."

"Dare to worry about it blindly," Shen Baizhi smiled wryly, waved to Shen Qingluo, and said: "You go back and spend more time with him, and you won't be able to see him in a while."

After saying this, Shen Baizhi inexplicably felt much more at ease.

"She wants to see you..." After several hesitation, Shen Qingluo asked, "Aunt Huang, is there something you are hiding from me?"

She was so fragile in her heart, Shen Baizhi didn't bother to tell her, and urged her to go back.

Shen Qingluo had no choice but to retreat, and said worriedly: "Is that dangerous?"

"Just a little bit, that's all right, let's go."

With Song Ci here, Shen Baizhi didn't worry about her at all.It has to be said that she was right, Shen Qingluo really trusted Song Ci's words.

Shen Qingluo, who was full of grief and grievances, returned to the palace, hugged Song Ci without saying a word, and began to cry first.

She didn't dare to tell Song Ci what Shen Baizhi said today, she only said that the imperial aunt despised her, and drove her back without saying a word.

Song Ci had no choice but to suppress the idea of ​​going to see Shen Baizhi and coax her.

Shen Qingluo finally stopped crying, but fell asleep.

I don't know if she has applied the medicine, but Song Ci was afraid of waking her up, and she would cry endlessly, so he took the medicine and massaged her again, and then hugged her to sleep.

Shen Qingluo didn't know when she woke up, and Song Ci woke up with tears in her eyes, crying: "The imperial aunt said she didn't see you, and she also said that I won't see you in a few days, what are you hiding from me?"

No matter how dull she was, she also figured it out now, Song Ci and Aunt Huang really made her feel at ease, it was just that someone was carrying the weight for her to move forward.

"Song Ci, tell me, I won't stop you, let me have a bottom line, okay?"

In the silent night, even the sound of breathing can be magnified several times, not to mention this undisguised sadness, which disturbed Song Ci's heart, and his eyes were full of pity, "Don't cry, I tell you..."

Shen Baizhi had told Shen Qingluo about the plan earlier, but she refused.It's just that she still talked to Song Ci, and Song Ci agreed.

Song Ci talked about learning the art of war, and even got out of bed to demonstrate her martial arts to Shen Qingluo, all to prove that she can kill the enemy in battle, Shen Qingluo chased her out of bed in anger, and beat her hysterically, "Do you know that you It's a woman! Aunt Huang doesn't know, don't you?"

After hitting him twice, he was afraid of beating someone hard, so he crouched on the ground crying out of breath, "The army is full of men, you go there with a girl, in case your identity is exposed, you... "

Shen Qingluo couldn't continue, and stared at Song Ci through gritted teeth, wishing to tie him up.

She stopped crying, but Song Ci's eyes were red, and he stood in front of her awkwardly, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, as if he had been greatly wronged, and looked more pitiful than Shen Qingluo who was squatting on the ground.

"It hurts?"

Shen Qingluo glared at her angrily, the lingering anger was still there, seeing that she really nodded her head, her expression was so delicate and obedient, she thought she was afraid, so she got up and grabbed Song Ci's collar, and pretended to be vicious. Raising his fist, he said harshly, "Tell me you're not going, or I'll beat you back!"

"No," Song Ci hugged her tightly, and said resolutely, "You risked yourself for me, how can I stand by and watch? If you marry that guy, I will kill him and commit suicide..."

Shen Qingluo's body froze, and then his expression was sad, "If something happens to you, I won't live."

The air was quiet for a while, and suddenly, Shen Qingluo laughed, Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and then laughed too.

"Fool," Shen Qingluo annoyed, went to take the military books she brought and stuffed them into her hands, "I don't think you're sleepy, look, I won't bother you."

"Don't worry about this moment..." Before Song Ci could finish speaking, Shen Qingluo stared at him without saying a word, she immediately stopped talking, and obediently lowered her head to read the book, but the smile on her lips kept rippling for a long time never dispersed.

Shen Qingluo picked up the self-defense technique that she had neglected for several days, fearing that it would affect Song Ci, so she changed into casual clothes and ran to the outer hall to practice.

Before dawn, under the watchful eye of Shen Qingluo, Song Ci reluctantly left.

When she returned to the residence, the door was open, and she was in a mess. Her books were torn into pieces and were still scattered everywhere, the stool was thrown on the ground, and the black footprints on the table case were extremely conspicuous.

The culprit was not in the mansion, so she found the hidden mask and put it on, then turned to look for the housekeeper.

Taking advantage of Shen Baizhi's absence, Chen Ge begged the housekeeper for money, and the way the lion opened his mouth made the housekeeper dare not speak out.

Seeing Song Ci is like seeing a savior, "Mr. Xin, do you know when His Highness will return?"

"I don't know, but it should be soon."

Song Ci's complexion was not good, and she was even colder when she saw Zhao Zimo. She couldn't remember who she had offended in this mansion. After thinking about it, she felt that the culprit was probably him.

It's not that Zhao Zimo recognized her identity, it's most likely because he is the son-in-law and he is the head of the face.

Zhao Zimo also saw that she was not pleasing to the eye, glanced at her with disdain, and said to the housekeeper: "My lord is in a hurry, don't waste your time, give me the money quickly, Your Highness won't do anything to you."

The housekeeper looked at Song Ci with a troubled expression, and said, "Young Master Xin, Your Highness entered the palace with you, and you have come back, so why didn't His Highness come back?"

At the side, Zhao Zimo closed his folding fan, slapped it on the head of the housekeeper, and scolded: "You dog slave, how will His Highness know if His Highness will come back? How can he know with his low face? Hurry up and give me the money!"

Song Ci's eyes froze, he kicked up the chair in front of him, and hit Zhao Zimo's knees impartially. He immediately knelt down, the veins on his forehead popped up, he stared at Song Ci fiercely, and roared angrily. : "You are crazy, you actually dare to hit this son-in-law, is it Shen Baizhi who indulged you? Isn't it?"

Hearing this, Song Ci raised his foot and was about to touch him, but the housekeeper quickly stopped him, "Calm down, Mr. Xing..."

His eyes were hardened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That bitch, I won't let me touch it, but I want to raise one..." Seeing Song Ci's movements from the corner of his eye, he paused, "I'm going to lose my face, I'm going to sleep sooner or later her!"

As he spoke, he stood up enduring the pain and ran out. Song Ci's face remained cold, and he dodged to avoid the butler's hand, and stopped in front of Zhao Zimo, "Follow me."

"Where are you going?"

Although Zhao Zimo lingered in the land of fireworks and willows because of his romanticism, he was often whipped by his father.But Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites only has such a son, how could he be willing to beat him hard?

Although Song Ci saved his strength, he was not joking. This reminded him of the inhumane torture that night, and he really didn't want to suffer the pain of flesh and blood, so he was much more honest now. Come forward.